Standing in line at the filling station Love the smell of the gas Just waiting I know I shouldn’t breathe it in But I do anyway
See the lights now that I’m getting to the city Drifting in thrift stores I see Something pretty I see jacket I’d wear ‘Til I gave it to you
I’m not your lover I’m not your lover anymore
Lilac and dogwood In the summer air Kentucky grass wishing You were there With your hand on my knee Put your head on my shoulder Where you want it to be
I’m not your lover I’m not your lover anymore
You shake my spine Until you sublimate it Pour the wine ’til I can’t separate it From my brain You’re a sign on the highway Covered in the rain
I’m not your lover I’m not your lover I’m not your lover I’m not your lover anymore